Jordi was just your average lad. And he knew that going out with the boys to Oktoberfest would mean he got in to trouble with his girlfriend. Things hadn’t been going well lately so, he decided - screw it… he was going out with the lads.
Jordi went over to the stall, and saw a really athletic guy wearing a golden football kit. He didn’t recognise the kit, but this guy looked so masculine, so at peace. Jordi didn’t want to admit it - but he felt drawn to the gold. ‘Just a pint please mate’ he said. The guy obliged.
‘This ain’t no normal beer bro’ he commanded.
‘You’re going to feel better soon, bro’
Jordi would normally run a mile. But something about this guy made him feel at ease. He couldn’t help but take a sip.
Jed started to feel strange. He felt a warm golden glow, in his eyes in his body, in his blood.
He looked down, his blue kit changed into a golden shimmering one. In that moment he forgot who he was, why he was there, or who he’d come with.
Before he knew it, Jordi was back with his golden bros. They laughed. They could see the next unwilling lad going to the golden bros beer stand.
Jordi clicked. ‘What am I doing here?’ He panicked.
I need to get out. He looked for the exit.
But then he remembered, he was a golden bro. It was his only purpose. That golden feeling felt so good.
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